My Swedish Vacation By Valerafon Chapter 4 - Eva Update: 12/03/1998 to valerafon Chapter 4 EVA Eva led me over to her bed, stopped, and just stared down at me. I must have looked like a deer who had just stepped into the path of an approaching car. "Jim, you have been admiring this big body of mine since yesterday. I thought you would like to know the numbers. I'm 6'4'' and 210 pounds of solid female muscle. When you see me later in my 5 inch heels, I will be nearly a foot and half taller than you." I looked up at her, and thought the diference in our heights was already great enough. "My calves are 17 inches, and when I flex the muscle in my arm it will be over 16 inches for your pleasure. My thighs, which I know you just love, are 26 inches plus fully flexed. Believe me you will be getting to know them intimately today." Finally, I decided to make a stand. "This has gone far enough!" I said loudly with no conviction. She laughed and grabbed my wrist again. I felt immediate and intense pain. I found myself in a matter of seconds crumbling to my knees. It felt like the bones in my wrist were being crushed. She smiled at me, enjoyed for a few seconds the pain she saw on my face, and said, "And who's going to stop me! Surely not you? Do you think the American cavalry is going to come through that door?" The pain had become unbearable, and I found myself begging her to stop. "Pleeeasssse! Stooop! I can't take it! Pleeeasssse!" "Say your sorry for raising your voice to me." "Pleeeasssse! I....I.....I'm sorrrryyy! Pleeeasssse!" "That's better," she said and the pain immediately let up. I looked up at her, and her eyes met mine. I found fear to be a tangible thing. I was afraid of this woman like I had never been afraid of any other person in my life. She let my hand go and started to do some more muscle poses. I scanned her body. How could I possibly cope with her muscles? I already knew the answer. I couldn't, and I just continued to stare at her with my mouth open. She was enjoying my fearful appraisal of her body. She let me watch her flex a few different body parts for a moment or two. Then she evidently decided it was time to begin my training. She gripped my waist with her two hands and lifted me into a sitting position on the bed with my feet extending over the side. My feet did not come close to touching the floor. She must have understood my puzzled expression because she sat next to me and explained. "My bed is on a platform that raises the height by six inches." She pointed down at the floor towards our feet. "My feet are still firmly planted on the carpet, but yours are dangling. Don't you feel just like a little boy again?" I thought that I felt like a little boy ever since I met these women. "I think I'll postpone our shower till after we have a little fun. Now get up and stand between the legs of your big muscle goddess." A grip on my arm steered me in the right direction. I was facing her. I was standing between her legs with her eyes still level with mine. She was sitting there just staring at me. I gazed into her eyes, and they were as green as Brome's, but her features were sharper. This gave her a predatory look. When she fixed me like this with her eyes, I did feel fear. It was the same fear a rabbit must feel when it looks into the eyes of a wolf before it pounces. Her face was incredibly beautiful, and even the rabbit must admire the power, beauty, and grace of the wolf before it's no more. Her massive hands reached out and cupped my face. She started to talk very slowly. "I'm going to undress you. Do not fight me. There is nowhere for you to run little one." Her thighs gripped my waist and drew me closer to her. I felt like a ten year old boy as she raised my arms over my head, and slipped off my tee shirt. She commented on my pale skin and placed one of her hands under my left biceps, and started feeling for my muscle with her thumb. It really hurt and I let out a little yelp in pain. She looked at me, laughed, and said, "You have no muscle at all..... do you?" I didn't answer. I just stared dumbly at her. "You need a big girl like me to protect you from big girls like me. Now lets take care of your shoes and socks." She than grabbed me with her left arm around my waist, and placed me on her thighs. From this position she easily removed my shoes and socks. Then Eva sang out, "Off with your shorts and briefs!" She made quick work of them. I was too befuddled to try and stop her or talk, and the pain in my wrist reminded me of my last outburst. I was ashamed of my weakness, and at the moment I felt like a very naked little boy. "Time for my clothes to come off.....fair is fair. Do you want to remove my clothes?" In spite of my shame and fear I heard myself sighing and saying, "Oh yes!" I had no resistance. She smiled as my shaking hands removed first her workout shoes, and then her bikini top and bottom. She then sat back down on the bed, and I was returned to the position between her legs. "Time for games little man!" She exclaimed as her legs enveloped my waist. The pressure on my waist increased immediately. Her legs were locked behind me, and the pressure was getting uncomfortable. She smiled and then gave me some instruction. "OK Jimmy- boy! I want you to try with all your might to break this hold. I'll just relax and watch." I knew she was playing with me by the tone of her voice, and I wasn't going to make her mad by not accepting the challenge. I put my hands underneath her thighs and tried to pull them apart at least enough to give me a little air. She shook her head and said, "Silly your trying where I have the most muscle. You'll never get anywhere that way. Try again!" Eva really eased up on the pressure this time. I knew she was trying to show me just how easy it was for her to control my outclassed body. I fell for her trap hook, line, and sinker. I started to work my hands in between her thighs. To my surprise I was doing it. I tried to brace them and push out. Smiling at me she let me push for about twenty seconds with all my strength. Then her thighs began to close. They slowly pinned my arms to my sides. This process went on for awhile. She wanted me to slowly realize the situation I had gotten myself into. I flailed about for a good thirty seconds more to no avail. Finally, my arms were helplessly pinned and the pressure kept increasing. "Ummm! That was really stupid.....Jimmy-boy. I'm going to have to make you pay a penalty for being so dumb." She then squeezed me very tightly. I started to beg almost immediately, "Ahhhhh! Please....please stooop! I beg you......Stooop! Have merrrrccccy!" Finally, I couldn't beg. I couldn't breath. My arms, my waist, and my ribs all felt like they were in a steel vice. I started to hear a strange swishing noise in my ears. Then inexplicably the pressure and the pain let up. I was exhausted, my legs went limp, and my armpits rested on her big beautiful muscular thighs. I found my head resting a few inches from her bush, and I caught a good whiff of her scent. It made my head swim even more. She let me rest for awhile, and my head slowly started to clear. I could hear her speaking. She was giving a running commentary on the one sided contest. "No way your going to budge my thighs with that male muscle of yours. Let's try having you pry my ankles apart." I was given a few more moments rest, and spun around to face her ankles. She gave me some encouragement. "Come on Jimmy your disappointing me. Gundy at six could have done better." Why did that fire me up to try my hardest? I didn't know. I took a deep breath. Eva had left the pressure around my waist subside. I placed my hands on her ankles, and tried to pry them apart. I yelled, "Uhhhhhh!" Trying to get all my remaining strength into the effort. This maximum effort made my hands quiver and my brow fill with sweat. During my show of strength, Eva was yelling encouragement to me. "Good Jimmy-boy! You can do it! Keep trying my little beast!" My strength quickly waned, and I slumped again breathing very hard. Eva was still talking, "Well, there is one possibility left my little brute. I will unlock my ankles and part my legs a little. All you will have to do is move them just a little more. A ten year old boy should be able to do it." I thought I just might have a chance this time. Her ankles wouldn't be locked, and I should be able to push them apart just a little further. My resolve was still high....for some reason. I braced my hands at the inside of her calves, and I tried to push them apart with all my remaining strength. "Uhhhhhhhhhh!" I grunted out once again. She gave a running commentary once more, and of course the result was the same. She shook her head in mock disgust with me. I slumped again and worshipped the power in her mighty legs. "Jimmy your muscles are so feeble and useless. I just want to grab you and hold you safe between my arms." Then she turned me around, and proceeded to do exactly that. "Ummmmfff!" Was the only reply I could make. I was smothered and womanhandled in her crushing embrace. While she held my body prisoner, she had some more humiliating words for me to endure. "I'm going to have to protect you from all the tuff eight year old girls," She cooed as she rocked me and squeezed my helpless body in her Amazonian arms. "I think for the rest of the day your new name will be.....Weakling! You will not answer to the name of Jim or Jimmy. If you do, I will punish you. So remember your new name." After the lecture, she rubbed her cheek on mine and whispered softly in my ear. "This is something I know you will like." She then picked me up with her big hands almost circling my waist, and sat me side saddle on her left knee facing in. Her left arm was around my waist for balance. My feet were dangling over the side, and not touching the floor. She then raised her foot to the ball of her toes, and started bumping her knee up and down. My body started to move with the motion of her big leg. She continued this for a minute or two, and every now and then she would say, "Giggyup!" The inevitable happened. My dick got rock hard and this increased my embarrassment. If that was possible. She spied the erection, and giggled saying in a high voice, "My little Weakling is having fun. Just don't make a mess on mommy's leg." I bounced for a few minutes, and then she stopped and appeared to be thinking. She then grabbed me by the waist, and repositioned me. Her legs were together and I was sitting between her thighs. I was about half way up on her legs, with my legs dangling over her knees. She grabbed my wrists with her hands, and extended them out. She then began the bouncing motion again. This time she added more sound effects. She began to make clicking sounds like the gate of a horse. I bounced and bounced and my mind completely gave in to the experience. I was really enjoying it. Eva knew by the size of my boner that I was excited. I continued to bounce for about ten minutes. Finally, she said, "OK, horsy has to go to the stable. I know you liked that my little Weakling, so if your a good little boy, maybe, will do this again later. Would you like that?" I couldn't help myself. I replied in an emotional voice, "Ohhhhh!...Yessss!" "Now you have to show your big Eva how much you enjoyed that pony ride. Get down and put your arms around my left thigh and kiss it." I gladly followed orders. What was happening to me? I held her thigh tightly and kissed it. It was very firm, but felt soooo good to the touch. Eva smiled and said, "No, a big kiss. I want to hear a smack like your enjoying mommy's thigh. I want to hear you say I love you to it in a very sweet voice." "Smooch! I love you!" I said tenderly caressing Eva's beautiful thigh. Yes, I obeyed and I loved doing it. My hard on ached it was so big. "Good! Now the other one too. But I want to hear your love in a higher louder voice. Can you do that for Eva?" "SmOOch! I LOVE YOU!" I shouted. I was glad to have another chance. I kissed it again and then laid my face on it's smoothness. It was my dream come true. "Ummmm! Your such a good little weak boy. I think your a keeper." She let me hold the thigh for awhile, and I was happy. I released one arm and started to rub it. It was smooth and firm and I didn't want to stop. All she had to do was flex that muscle to turn it to steel. What an amazing combination of power and feminine beauty. My mind spun pondering the opposite attractions. Then Eva said in a sad voice, "We better stop little one. I don't want your cute little pecker to mess up the floor." She then grabbed my waist and lifted me to a height that made my feet clear the floor. Eva was sitting and showed incredible strength to hold me like she did. Her hands were extended fully with my face about two feet over hers. Eva sitting casually on the bed just held me in that position for awhile. She looked my body over slowly appraising me. She then lifted me a little higher to get a better view of my raging boner. Catching my gaze with her eyes she spoke to me in a gentle voice. "I am going to do something about your little problem later, but first I want you to kiss every inch of my big beautiful legs that you just adore so much. If you miss any spot on either of my legs, they will get mad and punish you." For the next half hour... at least, I worshipped every inch of both her feet and legs. I even kissed the bottom of both feet. She made me suck her toes, and I licked every nook and cranny between them. Her toes became wet with my saliva. She sat there making little sighing noises, and telling me what a good little boy I was. Then I was informed that I would be polishing her high heels the same way a little later. I worked my way up her legs making sure I missed nothing. I was surprised how I had taken to the job, but of course I was a workaholic. My pecker really was throbbing, and I wanted to grab her leg and hump it. My gaze often fixed on her bush looming just a little ways ahead. She stood up and spread her legs so my lips could reach every spot. What a vision she was looming above me. At that moment I wanted to serve her forever. I reached the top of her legs and started to lick and kiss her big cunt. She sighed very deeply and told me forcefully, "Not yet my Weaky, a little later. Do the backs of my thighs now, not my pussy or my butt. When you adore those you have a special surprise coming." I was mad with desire and needed relief. My brain was full of lust, smells, visual cues, the feel of her muscles, and the need for release. I felt control slipping, but I continued to kiss and kiss and kiss. I completed my task in record time. She patted me on the head, scooped me up in her arms, and carried me over to a small coach by the windows. "Just a little more leg work honey before I allow you some relief," she said as she positioned me between her legs. "This will hurt a little. I want you to comprehend just how really strong my legs are, and how easily they control your silly little male body. Still you're very lucky. I'm going to go much easier on you then I do on most of my little guys. I know my sisters, and I'm sure I noticed something, but don't concern your pretty little head about it now." I was placed on the couch so that Eva was sitting on the top part with my body next to her legs. All of a sudden, she laughed wickedly and enveloped my head between her thighs. At the same time, she braced her body with her hands and lifted her legs straight out. Her body was completely off the couch except for her bracing hands with her legs parallel to the floor. Her all powerful thighs carried my head and body higher with them. She then informed me of my new predicament. "I'm going to give you about half power. That's all I think you can take." "Nooooo!" I screamed. My world instantly became incredible pain, her crushing thighs, and nothing else. If she was talking or if there was a nuclear war going on, I would have been oblivious to it all. "Pleassssse!" My voice trailed off. A slow blackness was creeping into my mind growing larger replacing the pain. The panic seemed to subside as the darkness increased. I was ready to welcome the night and give into it when the pressure suddenly let up. I slowly regained my senses and found Eva's legs rapped loosely around my head. She was talking to me. "Phew, I almost got carried away. I didn't want to put you out of commission. That was only half power. I really can't show a man my full potential. He wouldn't be of much use after that, except to throw some dirt over. Now kiss my thighs and thank them again for not hurting you." I did as I was told, but fear of this woman crept back into my mind. Just then the phone rang. "Good! I've been expecting a call," she said. Eva dragged my head and body over to that side of the coach where the phone was located on a stand. She was talking in Swedish. I didn't understand a word of the conversation. While she talked with her friend, she circled her right leg around my neck and caught it with her left arm. Her other arm was free to hold the receiver as she talked and laughed with the party on the other end, and seemed to be oblivious to my cries of pain. Every now and then, her arm would pull the leg up a little and my leg prison would constrict. She toyed with me nonchalantly, in this manner, as she talked and joked with her friend. My neck and jaw were being worked over by her big calf muscle. I tried to pull the leg away, but of course nothing happened. When your in constant fear and pain your body reacts even if your mind knows it's useless. She let go of her leg, but kept it in the same position. I grabbed her ankle with my hands and pushed with all my might. "Uhhhhh!" I yelled. I threw every ounce of power I had into moving her leg. "Uhhhh! I yelled again as I pulled and yanked with everything I had. "Damn!" I said very loud. I was frustrated and embarrassed. She was just too strong. I most have struggled for a good five minutes before I was spent. She continued to talk and laugh, and didn't even seem to notice my struggles. Even her free leg was immovable. Eva talked for what seemed like an hour. I suffered in silence. I doubt if I could have spoken anyway with her calf muscle working over my throat the whole time. Near the end of her conversation she bent down and looked at me asking, "My girlfriend wants to know if you'll come over to her house next week?" Not waiting for an answer she quickly resumed her position, and continued talking. So I guess I was the topic of the conversation. The call finally ended and so did my ordeal. As soon as she hung up the receiver, I found myself being scooped up and carried. "Time for some late morning delight," she said staring right into my face as she carried me towards the bed. "This will have to be a quicky. We still have to take shower and prepare for lunch." I was thrown onto the bed, and Eva positioned herself right on top of me. She moved her face right up against mine. She then gave me a forceful kiss pushing my head into the bed. Her tongue played in my mouth exploring everywhere. I put my hands on her butt and started exploring as best I could. Eva with one of her talented hands was massaging my penis back to life, but I really didn't think it needed any help. I was starting to get hot and so was Eva. As Eva got more excited she got rougher, and I was beginning to wonder if this was going to be all that good of an experience for me. She was getting flush and repositioned me between her legs. She guided my penis into her vagina, and I started thrusting for all I was worth. Then I felt the pressure of her thighs again, but I continued. I was at the point where pain didn't matter as much as release. "Don't explode too soon baby doll or mama will get mad. Try to hold it." I tried. "Your doing real good stud!" She said in a low moaning voice. I continued to thrust and didn't think I would last much longer. Her thighs would give me a periodic burst of female power, and it confused my wiring enough to delay me. Finally, I heard a low growl from Eva, and I new she was about to explode. At the same time her legs tightened even more around my mid section as she reached fulfillment. I thrust my body as hard as I could and tried to block the pain. I succeeded... bliss and release. My body slumped from the pleasure and shear exhaustion of coping with this big female. Eva released the pressure of her thighs as she basked in a happy after glow. She rubbed her hand through my hair and smiled down at me. "Well, at least you have one muscle that works!" She said in a playful tone. I was lying with my head on her stomach, and was just thankful she didn't want an after sex squeeze. "Rest a bit... little man. Eva was a little rough on you, but us big girls like our pleasure." "Was I OK? I mean was I big enough?" I inquired meekly. She laughed and patted my head. "You did fine," she cooed. "See, you can please a big strong demanding girl in every way. My little Weakling is going to make some big strong lady very happy. Wouldn't you like to belong to a powerful women, and be her little toy lover?" "I guess so," I said. "Well, we will have to find you one." I just may know of one she thought to herself. Eva had her own bath and shower stall. These women lived well. The shower was huge. More than enough room for the two of us. She handed me a bottle of liquid soap, and told me to lather up her legs. I was more than up for the task. That is, if you know what I mean. I soaped her legs up real good. The soap made a lot of lather and was a little oily to the touch. "Don't bother lathering yourself up, I'll do that for you," she said. What a thrilling comment that was. "Hold on to the soap," she told me as her hands grabbed my ass cheeks and lifted me up. "Put you legs around my waist. It will make it easier to do my upper body." I tried, but she was very slippery, and I began to slide slowly down her long leg. I came to rest on one of her feet holding on for dear life to one of her massive thighs. "My you are a leg man....Aren't you?" She quipped as she started to lift me up again. "Give me the soap, and this time put your hands around my neck." She was slippery, but I made it up to my perch. "It would have been at lot easier if you just bent down," I said looking into her eyes. "This is more fun," she answered. She then tightly wrapped her arms around my middle and kissed me. Eva kept an arm around my waist for support, and holding on as best I could I succeeded in lathering her upper body. She watched in amused silence as I nervously finished my task. God! Her breasts were big. Had I mentioned that yet? I got a hard on once again as I applied the soap. Noticing my reaction she said, "Don't worry we will find the time today for you to get better acquainted with my breasts, but we're running late, and we have to hurry." Then she grabbed the soap and said, "Watch how fast I can lather you!" Holding me against her body with one arm she quickly lathered my back with her free hand. Then turning me around she lathered my front. Only taking her time with my erect penis. Her big hand applying the soap up and down my screaming boner. "Ohhhh!" It felt so good! It made me dizzy. She squeezed my slippery shaft, and it popped out of her hand to her amusement. I was fidgeting about in ecstasy as she gave it a few more playful squeezes, and then Eva moved our bodies directly into the warm spray. The water felt so good. I never wanted the shower to end. Finally, she washed the soap off our bodies with her free hand, and paused to thoroughly rinse off my erection. I was then turned around and held tightly in her arms. With my own arms and legs clinging to her as well. Even after the soap was gone, she held me in the spray with the warm water hitting our bodies. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as she gently rocked me and hummed softly in my ear. I wondered how I would ever be able to shower by myself again. A few minutes passed and I found myself sitting on her bed with a big towel wrapped around me. Eva had already dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. She was looking for something in her dresser. I did not know what it was. She exclaimed, " Found it!" She turned around with a broad smile and a pair of black panties dangling from her fingers. I gave her a puzzled look, and she mischievously explained to me that the panties were what I would be wearing to lunch. "No way!" I exclaimed. "I won't wear them." "Way!" she said walking over towards me. "I had to rummage through a trunk to find these. They were mine when I was twelve. My current panties wouldn't fit you. You will look darling, and besides your a member of the family already. The girls will love you in them." I lowered my head and reviewed my options. It didn't take long. What options? She said in a very firm voice, "You know resistance is futile." Where had I heard that statement before? It came to me. It was from a Star Trek movie. The Borg would say that to civilizations before they conquered them, and they were never wrong. I looked up at Eva. She was holding the panties out at me on the tip of one of her fingers. I gave a sigh of resignation and knew that she wasn't wrong either. ------------------------------------------------ Lunch was going as about expected. I again had to stand secured in Eva's grip. Every one had made a joke about the panties, and how cute I looked in them. A couple girls even made two or three jokes. I could not imagine being in a more humiliating position. I was determined to get through this somehow. I tried to make my mind slow down, and not to dwell on the shame. Maybe, it wasn't a great plan, but at least I had a plan. During lunch, Eva had an announcement for everyone. The whole family grew quiet and attentive. I closed my eyes. "I have renamed Jimmy for today. He will only answer to his new name...Weakling. If he answers to any other name he knows he will be severely punished. Isn't that right Jimmy?" I didn't answer. Helga said smirking, "You're a good boy Weakling. Or should I say good girl." The table broke up. "Eva, you have a knack for training." Inga offered with a little bit of admiration for her older sister. Eva then added, "So cut Weakling some slack today will you girls. I don't want to redden his bottom every five minutes." Everyone laughed and Eva waited till the noise died down. "As soon as were done eating, I'm going to have Weakling come around and model for you. Would you like that girls?" Everyone clapped and Inga and Gundy started making cat calls. After lunch, She patted me on the rump and gave me a gentle push to get me started. Helga got up to find the camera. I walked around the table to pinches, tweaks, rough handling, and pats on my butt and genital area. Couldn't get worse... sure, I thought. Well, my embarrassment certainly had gone up another level. I sure hoped there weren't any more levels. After a few pictures... no, a lot of pictures, Eva put me on her hip and started to carry me towards her room. She hesitated and looked back. "Everyone, be in my room at four. I have a surprise and bring a lot of film." I was placed back on the bed when we got to her room. Eva said I could watch her dress into something special, and it was just for her little Weakling. She spent about fifteen minutes at the vanity putting on her make up. I was glad for the reprieve. I did watch intently as the makeup enhanced her beauty. Long dangle earrings, lipstick, and a quick comb completed the transformation. She then put on a sexy black bra and matching panties. My heart was beginning to race and she was dressing not undressing. Then came the nylons. They clung to the muscles on her legs seeming to give them even more definition. She then slipped on a one piece business dress. Something a top executive female might wear to the office. There were two differences though. There was a long slit up one side of the dress. The dress also was a good deal shorter than what would be appropriate at the office. She looked stunning. My heart was pounding. She completed the look with a monster pair of high heels. "Five inches to be exact," she told me. She then slowly turned around so I could take in the sight. Eva then motioned with her finger for me to approach. I gazed in awe. The top of my head was barely even with her breasts. She looked like the Wall Street version of an Amazon Princess. I just stared in admiration. "Could I work for your firm weakling? Am I good looking enough to be your secretary? If the executives saw us together, who do you think they would believe is in charge?" She stared at me waiting for an answer. "You're more beautiful then any secretary I have ever seen." Putting my head down I admitted to her the obvious. "Everyone would think your the boss." She put one of her huge hands on the top of my shoulder and pushed me to the floor. My body had no other option but to comply. I found myself flat on the ground looking up at her. She seemed impossibly far away. I felt like a bug ready to be squashed by her big high heeled foot. She then moved her foot and pinned my left wrist with her right heel. She moved my other arm with her free foot into position, and pinned it as well. I stared directly up at her, and felt utterly helpless. She smiled down at me with a very intense look and said, "Think of me as your secretary for the day Mr. Executive Weakling. But I will be giving you your review." Eva then released me and told me to turn over, support my body on my arms and elbows, and keep my wrists close to my head. My dream secretary than pinned one of my wrists again with her heels, and positioned my head between her calves. She faced me as she started to squeeze my head with her powerful calf muscles. "This is how all little executives should get there review don't you think Mr. Weakling? At the feet of their muscle goddess secretary." She really began to flex her calves beyond my endurance. "Mmmmmmphh! I mumbled. Her calves squeezed my mouth open, and my tongue popped out. "Wouldn't this make a pretty sight in your office? This could make a precious front page picture in your company newspaper. The headline could read the power behind the thrown." She eased up a little and started to give my head little flexes with her calves. My head jerked up and down like I was getting little electric shocks. She continued her commentary. "I'm just standing here putting on no pressure, and my legs totally control you. Lick my calves! Beg them not to hurt you." Eva eased up so I could move my head. I complied with all of her commands. The nylon tasted a little funny, but still thrilling. "I don't hear you begging! Give my legs a little speech on why they shouldn't hurt you, and why I should give you a passing grade." I found myself talking out loud to her calves. I was actually trying to persuade them not to crush me anymore, and that I was a good businessman. I talked for about five minutes and she seemed to be very pleased. "Good! You get a passing grade." With my begging done to her satisfaction, she released my hands. "If you don't want them to hurt you again. Start liking and rubbing them lovingly." I of course did as I was told, and the feel of those monstrous calves was mind ripping. They were so firm, so rock hard, and yet so incredibly feminine. "Look at you Mr. Executive. Your a mess! I guess your secretary is going to have to teach you spit and polish. Would you like that? Answer me!" I humbly answered, "Yes, please." I found myself being carried, in her arms, over to the bed. She sat down and placed me on the floor, and I found myself staring at her high heel shoes. "My shoes are pleasing to you Mr. Executive? Lick them till they shine! Show your sweet secretary that you love her shoes. She dresses up just for you. Now show her how much you appreciate it." I got down low and kissed one shoe and then the other very tenderly. I heard her saying in a very low voice, "Yes...Yes you please me." I gently picked up her foot, brought the shoe to my mouth, and started to lick. I spent five minutes or more thoroughly going over its surface, making sure not to miss the huge spike heel. It had a rougher drier texture then I expected, but I was dedicated. To give my tongue a little rest, I would kiss her ankle and found myself licking the nylon surface as well. It had a much more pleasing feel. A good fifteen or twenty minutes went by before she approved of the results. I smiled, I had pleased her. After her shoe shine, I just looked up at her waiting for the next humiliation. She cupped my head, stared down into my face, and very gently said, "Would you like your secretary to give you a pony ride like this morning?" "Oh yessss!" I exclaimed. If your big secretary gives you a pony ride you will get a spanking afterwards. Is that still all right?" I didn't pause. "Yes, yes," I said excitedly. She smiled again and said, "Pony ride one or two?" "Two" I said breathlessly." I found myself transported to her knees, and placed like before. The nylon gave me another new thrilling sensation on my naked skin. She held my wrists as before, and I began to bounce complete with horsy sounds. I was happy. The ride lasted a long time. "Now for your spanking and my pleasure." She went to the dresser and quickly pulled out a few items. There was a short cord, a dog collar, and leash. My heart sank. "First, off with those panties!" She said, quickly slipping them off me." She hiked her dress up all the way exposing the full expanse of her beautifully muscled nylon thighs. I could not take my eyes from them. "Give me your wrists," she said as she bent them behind me and tied them with the cord. "Now for the collar and leash. This will finish your preparation." Eva fit the collar around my neck, and attached the leash. She then twirled the other end in the fingers of her left hand and pronounced happily, "Wallah!" I was bent over her huge left thigh with my head and legs dangling a few inches from the ground. She then snapped her legs shut. My legs were trapped. My penis was jammed against her massive thigh rubbing against the nylon. Not for the first or last time, I was sure, I was under her total control. Her free hand started to probe and rub my bottom. Eva pinched the skin to see if my exposed ass was well muscled.....It wasn't. After her examination she patted my ass and said, "What a plump little virgin bottom. I can tell you haven't been out with many tall women before or this sitter wouldn't be so lily white and unmarked." In a sad voice she proclaimed, "I really would like to color it properly, but I wouldn't want to take that privilege away from my sister. If I read her right. This will probably be her property." What was she talking about? They promised to release me at the end of the week. Before I could ask...Wham... her hand came crashing down against my cheeks. A stinging feeling like needles pinching my skin began immediately. My dick slammed into her thigh. Two competing sensations filled my mind. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! She gave me four or five good ones, and then stopped to examine her handy work. "It's starting to redden already," she proclaimed in amazement. "Man! I'm sure I'd wet myself if I properly tanned this cute little bottom of yours. Just ten more my little Weakling," she announced. But before she continued, she examined my jewels first. Eva squeezed my balls playfully, and I let out a little yelp. She fondled and pinched them with her finger and thumb, and bounced them in her palm like she was weighing them. Needless to say my penis was fully erect pushing against her nylon encased thigh. I looked back to see what she was doing. The leash tugged my head back into position. "You have a nice set little man, but we better get on with the spanking. It's getting late and I want to shower before our company arrives." Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! "Huhhhh! Pleaassse stop." I sobbed. Crack! Crack! Crack! "Pleaassse!" Crack! Crack! Crack! "Pleeaassse! Huhhh uhhh!" My eyes filled with tears as I openly sobbed. I took ten before she stopped. I didn't think I could have taken many more. She set me on my feet and looked directly into my eyes. She sighed sadly and wiped the tears away. Eva then said to me in a voice like a teacher would say to her class. "That is an example of discipline. Remember this lesson and your stay here will be more enjoyable." I bent my head and remained silent. Eva glanced at the clock and sang out, "Shower time!" I stood on wobbly feet as she started to take off her clothes. Off came the dress, shoes, and nylons. She slipped her heels back on before taking off her bra. After she finished undressing, she motioned for me to come over with her finger. She put her hands on her hips as I approached. She was a vision! "I want you to take my panties off," she commanded. "My hands are tied," I answered. "No hands! I want you to use just your mouth." I must have looked perplexed as she giggled. "If you tear them, I will punish you. I will release your hands, but do not use them to remove my panties. Do you understand?" I nodded yes. I thought this might be tricky as I surveyed the problem. I carefully grabbed the panties between my teeth and tugged. I stopped when I thought they would tear. I pondered for a few seconds. Problem solving was my game. An idea came to mind. I put my tongue between her skin and the band on the side of her panties, and was able to move it slightly down. This worked, but it was slow going. As I inched them down, I rubbed my hands over her thighs and calves. I loved the feel of her legs. My throbbing boner screamed for release. All the while she just kept smiling down at me with her hands on her hips. It took me ten or fifteen minutes to complete my task. Heck, I wasn't in any hurry. "What a good little boy," she cooed. "Now put the panties in your mouth, sit on your knees, and present them to me like a good little doggie." There seemed to be no end to the ways she could devise to embarrass me. I sat up. She took them and patted me on the head. "We have a few minutes before our shower, and I did promise you some playtime with my heavy hangers." Eva then scooped me up in her arms once again, and walked over to the couch. I found myself on her lap with my eyes staring straight at those big gorgeous breasts. "I know you've been attentive, but you have neglected one of my best attributes. How about making it up to me now?" That was all I needed to hear. I dove into my job. I kissed, I fondled, and I licked those lovely globes. Then I kissed and licked them some more. The nature of my job made me a very thorough person. All the while my boner ached for release. I was sad she didn't grab it. I would have exploded for sure. I spent ten more minutes in bliss. "It's 3:45 were running late!" she announced. Picking me up she headed for the shower. "Here, let me help you with your problem," And with her free hand started massaging my penis. I bucked with pleasure in her arms, and barely made it to the shower stall. Hell, I was in the shower anyway. The shower was a blur. I was spun like a top, lathered, and rinsed in record time. By 3:55 I was dry and putting on another pair of panties she had tossed me. Eva was rummaging through her suitcase for who knows what. She found it and put on an odd looking pair of panties. They looked to be made of some strange material. While I contemplated her new attire, there was a knock at the door and the rest of the clan streamed in. "What have you got for us today?" Brome said looking me up and down. Eva caught the inspection and replied, " Don't worry Brome. I've been very gentle with him. I didn't want to spoil your fun." Brome looked in surprise at Eva, but did not reply. Helga took in the exchange and took a long look at me. I didn't have the slightest idea what was going on. Gundy broke the silence, "Are we going to get a demonstration or what?" Eva finished grinning at Brome and started her little speech. "This is my latest invention." She slowly turned her body for everyone's inspection. I thought I got a glimpse of a rip in the back of the strange panties. "These panties are made of a new space age material that's very soft to the touch, but very strong. The slit in the back will give gradually only when a certain amount of presure is applied. The material will cut, but only with the right equipment. So I acquired some material, and had a friend make this up to my specifications." "What do they do? They sure look different," Inga said. Eva smiled and declared, "I call them my total restraint panties. They keep a guy's head from moving, and interrupting a girl's pleasure. Weakling and I are going to demonstrate them for you." She moved over to the bed and bent over and gave everyone a good view. "Mom and Brome do you see the slit in the back. I'll need you to pull it apart before we insert Weaklings head." I started to back up, but Inga moved over, and put an arm on my shoulder. "We won't tear them will we dear?" Helga asked, inspecting the slit. "No way! Its supper strong. It will give when you pull hard, but snap right back, and it will not tear." Everyone was inspecting the panties now except Inga who still had an arm around my shoulders. After the inspection Brome and Helga pulled the opening wider with some effort, and motioned for Inga to bring me over. Inga held the back of my head with one of her hands and guided it towards Eva's butt crack. Eva instructed, "Stick his nose right into the center of my crack. Then mom you and Brome let go, and I'll take it from there." My nose was guided right on target and the rest of my face followed. Then the two women let the slit go. I found myself in a new type of woman's prison. Eva continued her lecture. "We have the strength to free him, but his male muscles will be totally useless at prying himself free. His head is held firmly. He can put enough pressure on the fabric with his head to breath or I could position his head a little lower so he can breath easier. The really clever part is in his efforts to get air he should provide a lot of movement, and add to a girls enjoyment." "Your a genius Eva," Gundy exclaimed. "Will he suffocate?" asked Brome. "Don't worry Brome. I won't damage him. I'll make sure it's foolproof before I use it at night. I have another surprise for Weakling tonight anyway." During this conference I was trying to extricate myself with no luck. My hands were full or should I say my face was full just trying to breath. Her scent was everywhere, and my face was jammed in good and tight. It felt like I was wearing a mask, but my mind knew where I was. Eva was still talking to the group. "He is totally helpless, and his hands are free, but useless. I can discipline him by contracting my butt muscles if I want. But of course there are many ways to discipline him in this garment. It would be up to a girl's inventive nature. Now, let's have a little demonstration. Weakling, can you hear me?" I waved my hand. "I want you to try with all your might to open the slit." I heard her and she sounded far away. I failed to find a way out. Her advice seemed like a good idea. I grabbed the slit with my hands, and pulled as hard as I could. It didn't budge an inch. I tried a few mighty tugs, but a dwindling supply of air, and a face full of butt hampered me. Eva lectured as I struggled. "Even with his hands free his muscle's are no match for the material. After he exhausts himself, his hands will be free to do other girl pleasing things. While the lady can do other things as well. Read a book, watch TV, lie on the bed, or just eat a snack. Although, I do caution you to watch what you eat before using these panties." Everyone roared and I continued to struggle. The four other ladies all wanted a pair. Even Gundy who had never used any type of restraint before. Finally, it was time for pictures, and Inga shot stills while Helga used the camcorder. Eva casually walked around the room with me dragging behind. She walked to the phone pretending to talk. We visited the closet checking her clothes. I struggled behind half crawling and half being dragged by this powerful women. They made about ten minutes of film, and then started to file out. "Can two of you come up and get us for supper? I'll need help to pry him loose." After they left. I found myself stumbling onto the bed. I heard her sigh as she laid on her stomach.....I followed. "I'm going to spend a lazy afternoon lying around with a good book, and my favorite toy...... I hope he's not broke? Weakling, are you still alive down there?" "I can't breath...Please let me out!" "What? Speak louder." "Let me out!" I yelled. "Now snookums your in there for the rest of the afternoon. Stick your tongue out and start polishing." I was desperate! Half from frustration, half from anger. I brought my feet up for leverage, put my hands on her ass cheeks, and shoved with all my might. My face moved about three inches. When my strength played out, her panties snapped me back. "Stop playing down there and get to work! You're beginning to annoy me." For the first time this weekend I really snapped. I had limited options. I didn't care anymore. I just started smacking her ass cheeks with my hand as hard as I could. "What the fuck!" She exclaimed out of annoyance more than pain. That's when my plan backfired so to speak. She turned us over and sat up. My head was pushed down into the bed and my face was forced tightly into her ass. My air was cut off. Then I really panicked. I started to push and pound on her thighs. Her weight was crushing... immovable. Up top she was taking a big casual yawn and stretching. Down below panic turned into desperation. I tried to scream out or beg if I had to, but the pressure from her ass crushed my jaw, and I couldn't talk. Up top she grabbed my hands and wiggled her butt. Down below I was totally in her power. I thought I was going to die. "That should do the trick!" She exclaimed and she mercifully turned over. The pressure eased, I pushed, and got a little air. My anger, frustration, and recalcitrance were all gone. They were replaced by fear. I started to gently rub her thigh with my hand. At the same time, I stuck out my tongue and began to lick. I could here her say, "Good boy!...Good boy! ...Good boy!" She said it over and over again with a little girl's voice. When I slowed my ministrations, she would flex her butt muscles. It was effective in keeping me attentive. I lost track of time. My world slowed to a crawl and a lick. My whole world became the smell of her, the feel of her, and the taste of her. I was slowly losing my identity. I was becoming an extension of her, with no control myself, moving in response only to her movements. Time passed slowly or was it passing at all. I had no way to tell. I kissed every spot I could reach. I licked till my tongue ached. I rubbed everywhere my hands could reach. With my attentions, I hoped to win release. I had no other hope. I felt her grab my legs and lock them between hers. My whole body was engulfed by her. Eva was reading a romance novel, but it took her about fifteen minutes to read a page. She was too absorbed in her pleasure. The sensations that Jim attentively created for her were a source of great pleasure. She had never been so fulfilled before. She realized that the supreme source of her pleasure was his utter helplessness. She had total control with no effort on her part. Her new panties were a novel idea, and novelty mattered to her. They helped reduce Jim to a new level of shame and helplessness. Maybe, to near zero. She couldn't wait to use her next surprise. Jim was a perfect combination of, intelligence, looks, weakness, gentleness, and a perseverance to survive that would make him infinitely pliable she thought. Brome had seen this immediately. Maybe, she should keep him for herself. Ah! But she did like variety and she was insatiable. Could one man last very long? Still, Jim was special. She would have to give it more thought. The hours passed very slowly for me. About every forty five minutes Eva changed her position. She would alternate from her back to one of her sides. The side position offered me some reprieve. Eva would pull my head down a little, and make it a little easier for me to breath, but she would also pull my legs through hers and trap my ankles with one of her hands. My genitals could then be exploited with her other hand. For her the time passed quickly, and eventually she heard her sisters approaching in the hall. ------------------------------------------------ Fifteen minutes later I found myself in the now familiar position at the Bromberg dinner table. Gundy was spending a good deal of time telling everyone that she had a few surprises up her sleeve for tomorrow. I didn't care. I was too hungry and thankfully I had my own plate to eat from tonight. I had almost made it through the first day. Six more to go. What awaited me, in the days ahead, I couldn't imagine. After dinner, I was allowed to clean myself and use the facilities. Eva used the time to primp and prepare for her next show and tell. I shuddered to myself what the next surprise might be. Eva had already told me that the panties would be all that I would be wearing for the remainder of the night. Clothes seemed to be the least of my worries though. "Hurry weakling!...Their here!" Eva sang out as she let her mother and sisters in. To my surprise Eva wasn't wearing anything at all as I entered from the bath. I did notice she was carrying a couple of pieces of twine or cord in her hand. "Lay on the bed weakling!" She commanded as she turned to address her sisters. "This ladies is a very simple, but effective restraining device." "Does it have a name too?" Brome asked. Eva thought for a second or two. "Lets just say, where this afternoons device restrained at the backdoor this binds him to the front door. It's very simple. But first you have to put on these guards that come with the cords." Eva worked them up her legs to fit snugly high up on her thighs. "Mom, I'm going to pull Weaklings face into my bush, and I'll explain how you can help me attach the cords." "Sure dear, anything to help my genius daughter," she said as she moved to the bed for a closer look. "Put the loop around Weaky's neck. Pull the two cords to draw it snug. The two cords fit around my thighs. Place the button snaps on the cords on the outside of my thighs so I can reach them." After her mother had followed instructions Eva started to snap the buttons in place, and that gave the appropriate tension to the chords around her thighs. My face was pulled snug right into her waiting cunt. Then she had everyone looking at the special locking device. "The reason I love this setup is Weaky can reach the snaps with his hands. Of course, he's far to weak to open them. I imagine he'll spend a lot of time trying, and you know how I love it when a man realizes just how weak and helpless he really is." The buttons were all snapped and the new bars to my prison were in place. It was the same prison just a different room. The girls all wanted one. Gundy said, "I can't wait to find a boyfriend. This looks like a good ice breaker." "You mean a good man breaker," Inga laughed. "A traveling girl shouldn't be without one," Eva replied. Then it was time for more film. Helga used the camcorder from all angles, and zoomed in several times as I used my tongue to please my muscle queen. Helga, had Eva give a little speech on the proper use and benefits of the restraint. I remember her saying it allows a slave to properly serve at the altar of heavenly delights. Eva had a knack for words and phrases. I found myself, face to muff, alone with Eva after the board meeting. "You'll be serving at the altar all night Weaky," she cooed at me with a little sigh. "I won't have to lock you away in your room. This restraint insures you won't try to sneak away tonight. NOW GET BUSY!" I started to lick and please her in earnest. I wasn't going to put up a fight this time. It wouldn't meet with success anyway. The taste was a little more pleasing this time, and Eva was really enjoying herself. The businessman that I was made me dive head first into my work. Eva was really thrashing around complete with sound effects. It was a rough ride for me. She was really rocking my world. My head was like a bobber bobbing up and down to her excited movements. She grabbed my head to keep it firmly in place as she approached her orgasm. Then she exploded and a river of her nectar hit my face. "Lap it up!" She ordered. Even before the title wave of her juices ceased. Most of her essence entered my throat and I gulped it down. The taste of her was different than anything I had experienced before..... not unpleasant just different. A squeeze from her thighs told me to get busy and I started lapping her moist bush. "Clean the altar well little man and prepare it for the next sacrifice," she purred contentedly. Thus began my oral training in woman pleasing. As the hours slowly flowed by, I became her high priest serving at the altar of the all powerful Amazon Queen. She attained heavenly status five or six times. I wasn't certain for sure. I lost count somewhere along the line. A priest has to concern himself with the ritual. I was freed sometime around midnight so we both could clean up, and use the facilities. I used the time to try and bring my psyche back together. My parole did not last long. I found myself, lickety split, back in prison. Thus, I whiled away the hours at my queen's beck and call. I even found time to reach a fretful sleep on occasion. From time to time she would shake me to wake me up, and start the process all over again. I probed deeply with my tongue bringing shouts of joy from her as I skillfully plied my trade on her clitoris. I also had time to think about my situation as I continued to bring her pleasure. I wondered if I had fought enough? Did this reveal some deep part of me I did not know about? All these women were more than twice as strong as me I rationalized. I was a prisoner, and the duty of a prisoner is to try and escape. I had to formulate a plan. But did I really want to escape? What if my father found out? That last thought made me shudder. Eva was ecstatic. She had never felt or experienced anything close to this before. Her utter joy and fulfillment had reached new levels. Secretly she hoped Brome would find Jim unsuitable in some way. Jim wasn't just a treasure. He was the mother load for a tall dominant women such as herself. She new one way or another Jim was already bound to this family forever.